Numb

On my birthday, I cried as if my heart was broken. Now, I know what you might be thinking. That’s not that unusual. You maybe got a little teary on your last birthday too, reflecting on the twelve months of joy and sorrow that had just come to a close. Birthdays are an odd thing,…

Tomorrow

Today The morning came, and everything was different. “Well, fuck,” Oliver Santos said, immediately and loudly. “Fucking fucking fuck-fuck.” He knew what was happening as soon as he opened his eyes. In fact, he knew what was happening before he opened his eyes. After five hundred and sixty-three days of the bright morning sun streaming…